This UP can't move

Jin Li rubbed his messy hair, his eyes were dull and lost their highlights, and he staggered from the bedroom to the living room.

Yao Shuyu let out a cry, but instead of greeting him, she lowered her head and muttered to Su Qihan:

"The separation of god and form that your manager has practiced for many years seems to be about to be completed."

Su Qihan smiled, and hurriedly asked Jin Li to come over and sit down.

"Good morning, manager! You are also vital today..." Su Qihan was used to saying this, but when he saw Jin Li who hadn't returned to his soul, he had no choice but to swallow the words, "Well, Mr. Yao ordered takeaway, and he said you I like to eat the crayfish here!"

After complaining last night, Yao Shuyu has already become a devotee image in Su Qihan's heart of "I suffer but I don't say anything", so the sensible Xiao Qihan decided to invite Mr. Yao for credit .

Yao Shuyu didn't appreciate it at all, and raised her eyebrows to make trouble: "I obviously asked if you want to eat the crayfish from this restaurant."

Jin Li looked over quietly, with a dull expression, no, he stared at Yao Shuyu indifferently:

"Put down the coffee in the bottom of the refrigerator at my house, and pay for it."

Yao Shuyu sat at the dining table, with two pots of bright red crayfish in front of her, one pot of spicy and one pot of minced garlic, exuding a seductive aroma.

He swaggered at Jin Li and shook the canned coffee in his hand, exactly the same as a lobster waving its claws:

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be able to finish all the coffee. I haven't even charged you for labor, but you've charged me for the cost."

Jin Li angrily pulled away the chair and sat down:

"If it weren't for you! Why would I buy coffee!! I'm so full that I don't think I've slept enough!!!"

Yao Shuyu waved his hand, not wanting to talk nonsense with someone who pretended to be angry, so he casually opened several other carton packages, including a huge and plump pizza, a box of delicious shrimp fried rice, and a bowl of warm purple Rice porridge, and a few light side dishes.

Jin Li looked at the pile of mixed Chinese and Western tastes on the table, obviously not from the same restaurant, but they were all his favorite food, he finally gave a little good color, and slipped out of his body due to staying up late His soul slowly returned to his place:

"You can barely have a conscience."

Su Qihan suppressed a smile, and sat next to Yao Shuyu with great interest, watching the interaction between the two.

The manager knows the beverages Mr. Yao likes to drink, so he always has a refrigerator at home, otherwise Mr. Yao will definitely quarrel with the manager for [-] rounds because he only drinks mineral water!

Mr. Yao obviously knows the tastes that the manager likes, and he is very familiar with which takeaways he often orders. He ordered so many at [-] noon today to prevent the manager from playing tricks and ordering this one. Pick up everything he likes!

Last night, after the manager closed the door, Mr. Yao directly entered the password and entered the house!

Starting from "Brothers are so nice", Su Qihan diverted his thinking and thought about all the details of his memories...

Cough, Su Qihan was silent, and when he took a sniff, he seemed to smell vinegar.

emanating from oneself.

These little things that showed closeness made him sour with reason.

But knowing that this is the precious ten-year friendship, he felt sour for no reason.

Yao Shuyu's long, thin fingers were wrapped in disposable gloves dipped in spicy oil, and she held a plump and tender shrimp with her fingertips, and gently placed it in Su Qihan's bowl:

"Eat it, the shell is easy to prick your hands, I'll peel it for you. Last time you watched the video of Yedi's store exploration, you said that you would like to try the 'Hao Shrimp' if you have the opportunity. This is theirs. But don't just eat it This, oil, and that dish are also good, light, try it. If not enough, eat some fried rice to pad your stomach."

Yao Shuyu turned her head to look at Su Qihan, and smiled faintly:

"It's not as delicious as you fried it, so let's eat it."

Su Qihan froze for a moment, looking at the shrimps in his bowl that had piled up like a small mountain bun at some time, when he raised his head, he saw the familiar "No Eyes.jpg" on Jin Li's face.

Jin Li: "..."

He knew that this table of luxurious lunch was picked out of Su Qihan's area of ​​interest, and he also liked to eat.

Thinking of this, he ate even more, worked harder, and felt that there is only food in the world that can't be let down. Fuck his ten-year friendship.

Halfway through eating, I still took time to stop and take out my phone, and frantically bombarded in "Ask is a miserable word"——

KKK Kim: Me! ! !

KKKKim: Invite people into my house to fall in love! ! !

KKKKim: Is purple rice porridge stuck in my mind? ! !

It was probably late, and Ye Jun and Lai Yin had nothing serious to do, so they replied almost instantly——

Wild Brother: Miserable words take turns, who will be next?

Lao Lai:? ? ?Um? ? ? ? ? ?What do you mean? ?

Yao Shuyu's cell phone was placed on the table, between him and Su Qihan.

He glanced at the WeChat messages that were set to be displayed on the screen, clicked his tongue, and said dissatisfiedly:

"Am I blind?"

Yao Shuyu's cell phone kept dripping, and Su Qihan was a little curious. Yao Shuyu rolled his eyes at Jin Li who was opposite, and handed the phone to Su Qihan with his elbow:

"Look at it if you want."

Su Qihan's heart warmed up, he blinked at Yao Shuyu twice, then stretched out a clean paw, and swipe the screen to simply check the news.

Wild Brother: It means it's your turn @粉宁Lahne

Lahne: Your old Lai has left the group chat

Kim: Me! ! !

Kim: I will invite someone to the show to fall in love soon! ! !

Kim: What the hell am I trying to figure out! ! !

Su Qihan raised his head and looked at Jin Li who was calmly gulping porridge but his fingertips were flying: "..."

What was he complaining about just now?

It seems that I can't remember it.

Mr. Yao is really kind.

On the other side, in Yao Shuyu's small dormitory at Station F where there is no room for rent.

Fu Chengcheng, Jin Feng and Qian Hao happened to sit around a very delicate and elegant high table with a high stool each.

There are three mobile phones with black screens on the table.

There was a trace of expectation in Qian Fujin's eyes, as well as a little melancholy that could not be concealed.

The roaring sounds one after another from the belly broke the solemnity and dead silence at the moment. I don't know who spoke first, and then several deep and depressing voices sounded one after another:

"There is still a quarter of an hour, and it will be one o'clock."

"We have been abandoned in this cold, impersonal room for over nine hours and 45 minutes."

"I have reason to guess that Mr. Yao has already forgotten about us."

"How grim."

"How heartless."

"One blood book, Su Xiaosi don't want to marry."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

"..."

Yao Shuyu took off the disposable gloves, put the garbage away, and twitched her itchy nose.

...feels like I forgot something.

What's the matter.

The headquarters of "FireUP" in City B is an office building.

Six of the layers of ...

Already very stylish, okay?

Yao Shuyu sat on a bench in the square outside the building and looked at the stone tablet in front of the office building. Not only was the real estate name engraved on it, but several company names and logos with different styles were also engraved on the back.

Yao Shuyu suspected that his family's Lao Lin wanted to move "Huayi" to the lower floors of "FireUP" for a long time, and even everything was ready, only... one of these companies closed down.

As for why he sat on the bench in the square... the main reason was that after the three of them had eaten their fill, Yao Shuyu drove out the car to drive Su Qihan and Jin Li to this side, and suddenly thought of himself What did you forget.

Damn, I forgot Qian Fujin in the dormitory.

They were full, but Qian Fujin was still hungry.

Yao Shuyu entered the dormitory, and received a few puppy-like eyes, and the first sentence he uttered was a cold and ruthless scolding:

"How old are you, you don't even know how to order takeaway?"

There is no way, who would let a few children think that Yao Shuyu will definitely take them to have a good meal for the first meal when they first come to City B?

The expensive bed is rich in gold, and the three peonies that have been devastated by hunger to the point of dying, still have a firm trust in Yao Shuyu before dying of starvation.

Yao Shuyu: "The child is a good person, but he is a little silly, which is a pity."

Qian Fujin: "..."

Su Qihan, who ate a luxurious takeaway meal and also forgot about his sand sculpture roommate, felt guilty: "..."

In the end, Yao Shuyu took the three reincarnated hungry ghosts to have a luxurious lunch amidst the howling ghosts and howling wolves.

Really luxurious.

McDonald's latest Michelin chef-level deluxe hamburger set.

Pie also the second half price.

Jin Feng's eyes were blank: "Hey, McDonald's, do you remember me, we met twelve hours ago."

Qian Hao's limbs were weak: "The price is fair, cheaper than the ones in the service area."

Fu Chengcheng pushed his glasses indifferently: "I won't ask Su Xiaosi what he had for lunch."

Jin Li patted Fu Chengcheng's shoulder in pain, and gave him a look of "you know best".

Originally, it didn’t matter if we left after eating in the restaurant, since we couldn’t arrive early anyway, and it wasn’t too late, but Jin Feng held the packing bag, took out an admission ticket, pointed to the entry time on it and said:

"Arrive at two o'clock, and we went there 15 minutes earlier is the minimum respect for this finale show!"

Jin Li looked at the ticket in his hand with joy, and turned to ask Yao Shuyu:

"Isn't this the ticket that Hua Gou drew for fun? You really gave it to them? Hahahahaha, look at you for fooling people and children!"

Four fooled children: "...?"

"Cough," Yao Xiayu coughed, "something is better than nothing, it proves that they have been here before."

At twelve o'clock in the morning, the four so-called on-site tickets for the last recorded program of the first season of the Creation Academy that Yao Shuyu took out as a gift to the four children in your dormitory had no actual function.

Because it is not a professional variety show after all, there is no "audience" at the recording and broadcasting site.

But Jin Li, who is determined to make online variety shows bigger and stronger, has always had a dream in his heart, that is, one day, he will be able to promote a show he is in charge of on Weibo, which can accommodate hundreds of people on the recording and broadcasting site, and fans will love it. Crazy forwarding of the lottery draw, the tickets for the show are drawn.

At that time, he was discussing the last episode of the show with Gou Xiaohua, the tutor in the animation area, UP "Dog Sauce", which is also known as Huagou in his mouth. After discussing, he went astray and started talking about life, ideals, and on-site talks. Tiao Zi, Hua Gou, a good friend of human beings immediately said what was so difficult about it, and drew a sample for him backhandedly.

With the official, with the program group, with the sponsor, with the guests, as well as the on-site design of the logo of the creative academy and the ticket with outstanding personal style, it looks decent, and the real one directly arouses Jin Li's interest.

Immediately said that it is not enough to have the front, the back and the entry instructions are also necessary, and forced Gou Xiaohua to make up for it.

Gou Xiaohua who was just drawing for fun: "...why do I feel like I was arranged by Party A's father."

Later, Jin Li got the finished product ticket and sent it to Yao Shuyu in a panic. Yao Shuyu suddenly had a flash of inspiration—hey, he was worried that he couldn't coax the children, so it was just delivered to his door.

It happened to be a week ago when he was recording a program in City B, before he went to Su Qihan's house and was unfortunately stranded at the airport.

So by the way, I used public equipment and printed four copies privately.

The above "entry instructions" are also based on Gou Xiaohua's intuition, and naturally there is no two-point entry rule.

After knowing the truth, Jin Feng held his packing bag and stood outside the restaurant, blowing the tumultuous autumn wind of October:

"...I am too difficult."

Jin Li was about to die of laughter from this wave of operations, but he also had an inexplicable sense of satisfaction that his wish had been fulfilled-the show had tickets and audiences, and it was quite ritualistic.

So the general manager happily greeted everyone to take their destined partner McDonald's to his office to eat together, and the air conditioner can also be blown, the kind of sixteen degrees.

Jin Feng looked at the towering office building not far away, and suddenly became solemn:

"It is my minimum respect for the headquarters building of Station F not to bring food and drink in."

Fu Chengcheng almost slapped him on the brain.

Qian Hao, who was so hungry that his soul was out of his body, listened to the story with relish, and almost finished eating the luxurious McDonald's set meal.

Anyway, after noon, it was the lunch break time for the employees, so Yao Shuyu threw the three children with food and drinks onto the bench, and simply let them finish eating before leaving, and took Su Qihan to sit down on another stool .

Jin Li, who was not suitable to join either side, wanted to take out his mobile phone and bombarded in "Ask is a miserable word".

Anyway, now that he is free, Su Qihan also found out his counterfeit admission ticket, and looked at it carefully again.

When he got the ticket before, he thought the drawing on the ticket was very beautiful, and he liked it very much. Now that he learned that the ticket was designed by the big UP master dog Jiang in the animation area, he felt even more novel.

He has no resistance to beautiful colors, has a good impression of beautiful designs, and pays more attention to beautiful and outstanding hand-painting.

Su Qihan paid attention to Gou Jiang at Station F, but he only saw the new guide and many complaints he contributed, but he didn't expect him to have this skill.

The more Su Qihan thought about it, the more curious he became, so he simply took out his phone, opened the F station, poked into the personal space of Gou Jiang, slowly swipe the phone screen, and carefully read the name of each video submission, for fear that he might miss some fairy handwriting.

Yao Shuyu silently observed from the side, taking a panoramic view of Su Qihan's series of actions.

There was a lot of panic in my heart.

His family Xiao Qihan became very interested in the content of a certain UP master's contribution—it doesn't matter who he is, it's not Yao Shuyu anyway.

There is a sense of desolation that has nowhere to go.

But Su Qihan looked through the submissions, but couldn't find any content related to hand-painting, so he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Yao Shuyu guessed all the thoughts in his heart, so he thought for a while, and said meaningfully and meaningfully:

"Xiao Qihan, the more skill points a person has, the less he will show off, you understand."

For example, your boss Yao.

Su Qihan suddenly realized, and said happily: "I understand! Gou Jiang is so humble, so low-key and so focused on being a UP master! I'm a fan, I'm a fan!"

Yao Shuyu: "..."

This familiar feeling of lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot.

No, does this have something to do with modesty, low-key and focus? If you look through Gou Xiaohua's Weibo, it's really a flowery dog ​​who wants to show off two fan pictures at every turn!

There is no handwriting or the like in the submission video because he uses AE very badly!

Harm, let alone AE, Pr is enough!

For the first time, Yao Shuyu thought tiredly, it is really too difficult to bring up masters whose scope of coverage does not overlap.

The author has something to say: It's too difficult, um.

I wasted all the saved manuscripts, so I changed from changing daily to not changing on Sundays, changing from eight o’clock to when I finished writing and when I updated

man!That's how it went down!

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